The gunslinger turned to Jake. «Do you call me dinh?»
«Yes,» Jake said. There was no question about his pallor; even his lips were ashy. «Ka-shume means death, doesn’t it? Which one of us will it be?»
«I know not,» Roland said, «and the shadow may yet lift from us, for the wheel’s still in spin. Did you not feel ka-shume when you and Callahan went into the place of the vampires?»
«Yes.»
«Ka-shume for both?»
«Yes.»
«Yet here you are. Our ka-tet is strong, and has survived many dangers. It may survive this one, too.»